The Ethereals were a deeply mysterious race from the Twisting Nether. Azeroth knew no more about them than it did about the Twisting Nether itself. In fact, traces of this race had already appeared on Azeroth before the Orcs first opened the Dark Portal.
At the top of Karazhan, Medivh's mysterious wizard's tower, a group of exiled Ethereals still lived. They seemed to have reached some sort of agreement with Medivh, helping the Kirin Tor protect his library and his secrets.
But those Ethereals never had much contact with the other members of Karazhan. Even the tower's current master, Med'an, Medivh's blood descendant, could not give them orders, amply demonstrating this race's mysterious nature. According to the records Medivh left behind, Ethereals were essentially a special kind of energy being with wills of their own. Whether they had souls remained unclear, but there was no doubt that the special technological power they possessed far surpassed Azeroth's.
They were cosmic beings... creatures capable of freely traveling through the cosmos.
Whoosh!
With a streak of silver lightning across the boundless night sky, Dick appeared on the land in northwestern Netherstorm. The environment here was as harsh and dangerous as elsewhere, but before the paladin stood an enormous purple magic barrier, large enough to encompass several cities.
Something beyond mortal imagination!
It was a light screen that constantly shimmered with a gentle glow, forming a barrier of special energy that isolated everything inside from the terrible conditions outside. Frankly, a barrier of this scale was still beyond anything present-day Azeroth could imagine.
Farther beyond the barrier, a uniquely shaped black tower thrust into the sky like a sword. It was extremely slender, yet possessed a peculiar beauty, like a building twisted along its central axis. Above the layered black tower, a dazzling mass